CONFESSION ZERO

The scorpion reacts. The peacemaker acts. The scorpion defends. The peacemaker bends. The scorpion is stealthy. The peacemaker is still. The scorpion stings. The peacemaker sings. The scorpion injects venom. The peacemaker echoes affection. The scorpion isn’t our enemy. The peacemaker hasn’t any. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime STORY: An old man saw a scorpion drowning and decided to pull it out from the water. He calmly extended his hand to reach the creature. When he did, the scorpion stung him. With the effect of the pain, the old man let go the creature and it fell back into the water. The man realizing that the scorpion was drowning again, got back and tried to rescue it but then again it stung him. He let go of it again. A young boy standing by, approached the old man and said, “Excuse me Sir, you are going to hurt yourself trying to save the evil-vicious creature, why do you insist? Don't you realize that each time you tr

Let us have purpose. Birth. Our purpose set. Let's remember it. Let us remember, service to Life's purpose, continue moving forward. Love. © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

There was never a beginning created or spoken into existence it just was, it just is Yes, this is resistance Consider that man’s word is corruptible been corrupted, interpupted, disrupted Insistence, persistence, distance corrupted. No way it’s indelible let it go with the rest it’s a test, its testable give it a rest believe in what you know say it is and it’s so and it is so So go now toward your never-end not some preconceived belief but your own, inside you and me within us all in our fledgling stumble learn now, learn, learn, learn think, be humble Hell is not equal to Heaven create then outside of agony carve fear from affection out of your sight, out of your mind anoher direction Forget time it’s done it’s gone Draw a line be prepared to erase it wipe it away before it stifles creation begin now, not before, before, before before silence, sound, light, after know truth, exactness, correlation, gestation, formation Take the ebbing truth

The muses that call me to sleep are pre-dream, prerequisite, precursor, pre-ordained, no different than the rest, the same, without title, a spirit without name, a dreaming of Love and Peace... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Oh, my angel’s of light burning beyond, before my gaze your purpose known shining the path, lighting my way through your blaze, with your ode painted on the sky, the waterfall of music travels at your speed found in my dance upon your surface, the motion beneath your gape of imagine. Rejoice in your ode translated here, not mine to interpret, but mine to let out, breathe now your symphony of sight to hear strumming our song and scribing it here… Peace and Love © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Before sleep... Oh, my angel’s of light burning beyond, before my gaze your purpose known shining the path, lighting my way through your blaze. With your ode painted on the sky, the waterfall of music travel at your speed, found in my dance upon your surface, the motion beneath your gape of imagine. Rejoice in your ode translated here, not mine to interpret, but mine to scribe, breathe now your symphony of sight to hear strumming our song and scribing it here… Peace and Love © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows” Matthew 10:29-31 (NIV) I believe in no way this verse indicates that we are more important than the bird, as a matter of fact it tells me we only imagine we are. It tells me, that if we were indeed created in the "image" (spirit) of God, then we are not too Godlike in our actions across the globe as a collective "humanity". It tells me that we need treat the birds as if they themselves are sacred to (a part of) God, not unlike all animals, all Life, so to say that we are somehow superior to the bird is to, I believe, miss the point. Humbleness is much of what we're missing on our journey toward the truth. The above verse of Matthew is a metaphor, one that should tell us that we are not better than, but equal to. Two birds in hand, etc.

Cherokee voters say ‘no’ to alcohol sales It is not that wine is considered spirit that may had their tribe saying no. The truth lies in this story of a choice from those that weren't always heard. "Opponents of the referendum said that easier access to alcohol would lead to increased rates of alcoholism, drunken driving and domestic violence." Enough, it was as if they said, enough of humankind's numbness to the truth. The curve of the truth is gradual toward Love, too much trajectory in the song and we shroud the lie from our self-inflicted misery, a weary gait that brings wondering to our sober face. Eyes wide open, hands outstretched toward one another. “If we made $100 in revenue from alcohol, it would cost us $10,000 to treat the problem,” said Peggy Hill of the Yellow Hill community." Money, money, money, no more its grip on our spirits, let it free of us, send it away with its shivering wallet, consumption's hypnotized countenance

The same water is indeed within our touch, ripples move in this way, they stay beneath the hopeful fingers, the gliding hand. The ripples are moving each moment. Feel them, sense them, the echo... Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Good night my kind spirits all. The fine-feathered and the more down to (H)eartH, The love and the forgiveness, the courageous and the timid, the all out and the limited! Smile this ode to the Mother, to the sister and the brother, the uncle and the father, the son and the daughter, great and grand, boom bam boom bong the song... Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Point us to those who Love and to Love itself, the form matters less than the spirit within it... Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Believe in what carves away the fear and leaves the Love within our dance and our song. Sing it. Love it. Laugh with it. Be at Peace within it. It has grips built in for us to retain our strength and journey with it's will as much as ours, as one. One. One. Not one day, but all and every day, rejoice in our fortune. The (H)eartH is laughing, joyous in our consideration of Life... Love and Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

When does it fade, this song of our need, our ears need be attentive to its call to us, to the collective. We need all and one another, we needn't deny our purpose and forget the story of We, We need begin it again in our dance with one another, with our truth beneath our feet and in our hands in motion toward one another. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. an infinity of Love's embrace... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Don't breathe in the one thing within the truth that holds down Peace. Do not consider the path most consumed, take the one that Loves, that Forgives our use of her, our Laughter upon her bosom. Live, Love and Laugh with me my fine-feathered spirits, this is for you my kindred spirit, my wife, my brother, my mother, my in-laws, my daughters, my nephews, nieces, aunts and uncles... ~ I pray for the day that "the war machine" (and the warriors who serve it) is no longer the strength of any nation, but that the strength of the world is seen in its Peace (and the peacemakers that serve it)... Peace and Love © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We can conquer that which holds ourselves away from sensing our purpose. It is not to conquer anything, it is to submit to Home as most precious. The way to do that is to cherish one another as beings in motion toward the "unknown", upon Home and toward that which we shape, we shape our experience of "reality" as we go forward together... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

O! Awaken me! It is time for our dance to evolve into the truth that's worth repeating. Know it, sense it, live it, love it, laugh with it, it is the joy of the truth personified! Boom boom... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Jesus: There is so much more to life than food and fashion. Do birds worry about such things? No, they sing! They know God loves them and will take care of them, so they praise Him in complete trust. Don’t you see that you’re much more important to God than they are?  ~Luke 12:23-24 (Randy Reed Paraphrased Version) Say what? (Silence...) More important than the birds? How so? (Silence...) We are far more destructive than they. Opposing thumbs and opposing beliefs and little regard for the truth. (Silence...) I believe it to be the case, therefore it is, kind of a way of creating that which I believe. (Silence...) It's been happening a long time, our creation of what we believe, we better get to understand that before we put more absolutes to the story than is accurate to the truth. Peace © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime